Not Afraid To Bite {Any}

[Castaneis]

It was certainly a weird time to be alive right about now, running away from your mother to pursue an explorative spirit that made practically no sense, departing to land he barely knew, lying to get there, digging a deeper hole with each word.
But at least he was still alive, and today, his adventures had led him to the Playground. Sylva was fun to hang out in, but sometimes it lacked the young spirit, rather barren in terms of young life, or so he had thought, perhaps not having looked hard enough.

The colt moves quickly along the terrain, his coal-black pelt representing his mother, shining in the gleam of light above. As he walked, a glint of yellow light penetrated his eyesight, something most definitely worth investigating.
The colour was similar to the colours that represented Sylva, yellow and quite pretty, always quite interesting.
The small boy couldn't help himself, he had to go check it out, his small legs carrying him over, the lack of voice echoing through the playground as he spoke "Hello? I'm Castaneis" he announced, whether it was a carnivore listening or a horse, at least they now knew his name.

Castaneis

Rather short sorry, @[Sabrina]